I wonder if his is as high as mine. I finally let the scarf fall, but as the music slows I wrap myself tight, arms across my breasts, legs entwined. ... keep my head down, gaze on the grass, waiting. My dance is done, but I am not, I want more, I want what I have always wanted. I wait, hoping. I hear him approach, and my heart skips a beat. My pussy is dripping, my legs trembling with the effort of holding in my heat. I want to look up, but I can’t, can’t believe it is true, that the dream is. . and somehow comforting."When I left you, Zoe, it was ... very hard to walk away from you." I looked at her and our eyes ... locked together. "That was before I made up my mind to change my life, but it was a part of the reason I did. I thought ... I ... couldn't at the time give you the commitment you deserved, that I was too old for you, that ... you needed to have time and space to put yourself together."This time when I paused, she squeezed my hand and said, "And you needed time and space. Surprisingly she even saw comments from her family on a lot of the thingsshe posted, which was weird because they had never really cared aboutwhat she did as Jeremy. Oddly enough, she found she had quite a lot ofemails/texts from her mother covering everything from her well-being tothe latest in family gossip. Extremely off put by the revelation that herfamily apparently liked Kara more and was much more involved in her life,she almost forgot that Tanner was still in the car. Looking over at. It doesn’t seem to have slowed us down,” she said, smiling.Babs laughed at that. “Give it another month or two. By the time the sprog comes out, your honeymoon will be the last thing on your mind!”Brenda laughed at that. “God knows that’s true enough ... I think. What’s a sprog?”“Ah, a sprog is just an Aussie term for a child. No idea where it came from.”“Oh. Uh, not trying to be rude, but does everybody in Australia talk like Tully? I swear, Steve and I only understand about half of what he’s.